Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Another clue in the mystery I don't want to solve (or be involved with in any way, really)

When I took the trash out to our backyard yesterday, I found this heavy, elegant tumbler (it might even be crystal) abandoned in the snow. It was just sitting there, as if someone set it down before dashing off to another appointment. The only thing I can think of is that The Squirrel is back, and now he's serving cocktails on the veranda. This is not good news

I'm not sure if this abandoned drink is a philosophical statement about his glass being half full (although now that it's frozen over I'd guess that message is lost), or a George Thoroughgood-style admission about why he drinks alone. Regardless, you'd think he'd want a more swanky place to toss back his single malt than the patch of grass next to our trash cans.

(On a marginally-related but no less horrifying note, as I Googled for the proper descriptors for this piece of abandoned glassware I found this delightful video. This should raise the sales Nalgene bottles exponentially).

16 comments:

How weird! And, OMG, I was a chambermaid long ago, and we used to do that, too! We used a clean/different rag to wash the glasses, but they went right in the sink and we doused 'em with Ajax. We didn't change gloves, BUT we worked as a team and one person always did the toilet and the other person did the sink/glasses, so at least the toilet gloves didn't touch the glasses. Yuck.

That's just scary. I always take my own Nalgene bottle, thank goodness, but I still sometimes drink from hotel glasses. From now on I'll only do that if they're disposable plastic glasses, still wrapped, or if I have a heavy duty cleanser with me.